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Date: Sun, 28 May 1995 03:47:25 UTC
Subject: 1stfuck (M/M?) 1/1
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WILD WEEKEND FOR ALLEN
Steve and I had been playing around for about a month now. He
was my neighbor, and I was the kid who did some yard work for
him. He was in his 30s, I had just turned 18 and was young,
naive, and horny.
The first time was when I walked into his house while doing some
work for him. I walked in unannounced, and caught him in the
livingroom on the couch, stroking his dick. I was the typical
wide-eyed kid. But also damn horny. He must have been able to
tell, because instead of stopping his stroking, he continued as I
watched, the bulge in my crotch filling out the cut-offs I wore.
He apologized for being in such a "condition", but he also said
he could tell I liked what I saw. I couldn't tell then how he had
known. He was a married guy with a cute wife. Why would he want
me? I knew I liked cock. In school, I was always checking out my
class mates' equipment in gym class. And a three of us had
circle jerked the past summer. I loved seeing a hard cock spurt
cum. Now I was watching this grown man play with his dick.
We ended up jerking off together then. I can still remember his
hand as it explored my crotch and unbuttoned my shorts. When my
cock popped out into his hand, the sensation of his touch almost
made me cum. In not too many strokes, I did cum, filling his warm
hand with my boy spunk. He held me close and kissed me, rubbing
my body with my cum, his tongue gently pushing into my mouth. Our
tongues played and I reached for his penis, stroking it and
making it harder and harder until he came with lots of shouting
and spurting.
We collapsed together and talked for nearly an hour. He told me
about his bisexuality and how, even though he loved his wife a
lot, he needed sex with a guy. He praised my youthful body and
told me how much he wanted to show me how good sex could be with
a man. He told me that I should accept my sexual feelings as OK
and good, and that sex between men is OK and not something to be
ashamed of.
Over the next few weeks, every opportunity I had, I spent with
Steve. Education at school was never like this. I loved Steve's
strong arms and large cock. He savored my foreskin, which he
loved to play with and suck.
But all our encounters were fairly short, and we both longed to
be together a full day, or better, a full day and night. That
chance came when Steve asked if I'd like to go for a weekend trip
to Lake Tahoe. He had a friend who had a cabin up there, where we
could play without interruptions. Steve talked to my parents, and
they approved of the trip. Steve and his wife, Angela, were
beyond reproach. All the neighbors liked them and trusted them.
So for my parents to send me off for a weekend with Steve was not
unusual.
We left early Saturday morning for the cabin at South Lake
Tahoe. I could tell Steve was anxious to get moving, horny for
play time. I could see his thick dick meat pushing against the
front of his shorts as he sat behind the wheel. I dressed in my
cutoffs, as usual, except this time I left off underwear so I
could pop the buttons open and treat Steve to a Cock Treat if the
opportunity presented itself.
We stopped for breakfast at the Coffee Tree in Vacaville, and we
made a quick retreat to the john, where we drained our bladders,
side by side. I stole glances at my friend's thick man meat, and
he stole a kiss, his lips meeting mine and his tongue pushing
into my mouth. My cock jumped to attention. Steve continued the
kiss, and his hands wandered to my ass cheeks, which he rubbed
sensuously. We broke the kiss -- for fear of being caught in the
act -- and went to our table.
While we ate, I felt Steve's hand under the table massaging my
knee. I guess we could have fucked on the spot. But there were
still several hours of driving left.
As we rode to the cabin, I put my hand on Steve's leg and
sometimes rubbed his crotch. He felt so big and hard. I knew I
wanted him. And when he put his hand on my leg and felt my
crotch, I knew I wanted him, too. Once I slid down on the seat
and rested my head on his leg. I wanted to unzip his pants and
slip his dick into my mouth, but I worried about the curvy
Highway 50 and how unpleasant it would be if we ended up at the
bottom of some steep canyon. But I knew how good Steve's cock
felt in my mouth and I wanted it. I knew how turned on he was by
me. That first time I showed him my man/boy penis, I think he
almost came just from looking. It hadn't grown to it's full 7
inches, and the hair was sparser, but my uncut prick pleased
Steve.
When we arrived at the cabin, the first thing we did was open
all the windows, because the summer heat made the small house
very warm. As soon as we emptied the car of our supplies, Steve
took me in his arms and held me close.
His mouth gently touched my lips and gradually his tongue parted
my lips, seeking the warmth of my throat. His hands roamed under
my t-shirt and rubbed my back, his fingers running under the
waist of my cut-offs and traveling over my behind.
His touch made me shiver, and I knew then -- as his fingers
toyed with my butt -- that I wanted I wanted his cock in my ass.
No one had ever done that before. But I'd always rubbed myself
under my balls and back to my butt hole when I was jacking off. I
was determined Steve would fuck me.
Quick as a flash, Steve raised mt t-short from my body, then
knelt before me and quickly unbuttoned my worn shorts. My
extremely hard penis poked him in the face as he admired my form.
I watched as his head bobbed down to engulf my manhood. My body
shook with sexual energy as his talented mouth sucked me and his
fingers gripped my boyish buns.
I watched in ecstasy as Steve swallowed my prick, at the edge of
cumming, but trying to hold off just a bit longer. Then I felt
it. A finger poking into my ass. Oh, God. I lost it and spewed
squirt after squirt into Steve's waiting mouth. Cum dripped down
his cheeks as I held his head on my cock, waiting for the spasms
to end.
My knees felt weak, and I dropped to the floor. Our lips met
again and we kissed passionately. I tasted my cum and clung to my
friend. The first orgasm of a long weekend.
I offered to suck Steve's painfully erect cock, but he wanted to
wait. He was almost ready to shoot without my mouth on his cock,
and he wanted to cool down before he did more.
So we talked. And hugged. And talked some more.
Steve explained how unusual and special our love for each other
was. Yes, I knew what we were doing was considered wrong by many
people: an older man "seducing" a teenager. But Steve wasn't
doing anything I didn't want done. There was no force involved.
If I hadn't walked in on him that day, I probably would not have
known about his desires or he mine.
Steve told me his wife, Angela, knew about his bisexuality and
that while she didn't really approve of him fooling around, she
didn't forbid it, either. They were both sexually liberated, and
he would not get mad if she had an affair with a man or a woman.
I had played a bit with girls, going as far as feeling the very
wet cunt lips of a sexy little blonde girl in my math class. I
hadn't gone all the way, and I asked Steve to tell me about it.
He described what it was like to make love to Angela, how he
liked to suck her, and then slowly piston his cock in her pussy.
His description made me hard again, and Steve laughingly
suggested that maybe someday I could fuck her someday.
The warmth of the cabin had made us both sweaty, and Steve
suggested a shower. Naive as I was, I thought he meant a shower
alone. We ended up sharing the small stall shower, enjoying the
cooling water and exploring each other's bodies, working up a
lather in more ways than one.
Steve soaped me from head to toe, paying special attention to my
genitals and my butt. His fingers played up and down my crack,
and I felt him push one into my hole. The invader in my ass had a
direct line to my sudsy cock -- an instant erection sprouted. If
there was any doubt about my fuckability, none existed now.
I told Steve I wanted his cock up my ass. I wanted to be fucked
just like Angela. Steve smiled and hugged me. Our cocks tangled
and pushed against each other. We were both eager for the next
step.
We rinsed and stepped out of the shower. As I started to get
out, I felt Steve's hands pulling my butt cheeks apart. Then a
new sensation -- a warm tongue dipped into my crack and licked my
hole. Oh holy jesus god. Fuck me Steve.
I pretty much knew what fucking meant. But I wasn't prepared for
Steve's next move. He lead me to the bed and had me lie on my
side, knees drawn up to my chest. Soon I felt something pushing
into my ass, something hard but not a cock.
I peered behind me and saw Steve hooking up the tubing and bag.
An enema? Good God! Steve calmed me and told me he liked fucking
clean asses, not butts filled with shit. He told me that he and
his wife butt fucked, too, and that he always gave Angela a
couple of small cleansing enemas before his fucked her.
I had to admit it felt good as he slowly let the water run into
my butt. And he made it feel even better by slowly stroking my
cock as the water entered me. It wasn't a large amount of water,
just enough to do the job. He pulled the nozzle from my behind
and helped me to the john, even watching as I sat there and
pumped the water from my bowels.
One more time he filled the bag and one more time I took the
water and emptied it. Then it was time. The virgin boy's butt was
gonna be fucked.
Steve was in no hurry, however.
After he wiped my ass with a washcloth, he took a tube of lube
from his satchel and applied some to my butt crack. I'm on my
stomach and my ass is lifted slightly. Then his finger pushes
into me. Slowly then a real fucking, in-and-out motion. Then two
fingers.
We lie side by side, embracing and kissing. Steve's hands all
over my cock and balls, stroking, rubbing, squeezing, pulling.
His mouth travels down my neck, biting and sucking his way to my
smooth chest. He bites down on my nipple and I shudder. It feels
good to have him playing with my body.
I reach for his cock and hold on to it. It is still very hard. I
wonder how long he can hold out after being aroused for so long.
He rolls me on my back and straddles my chest. His fat penis
sits invitingly in front of my face. I open my mouth wide and he
thrusts forward.
Steve's penis is beautiful. The full mushroom-like head crowns
about 7-8 inches of heavily veined shaft. Surrounding his meat
and balls is a thick coat of black pubic hair. In fact, his whole
body is very hairy. His chest, legs, arms and ass all swirled
with dark hair.
I want to take him all in my throat, like he did me, but I can't
yet. I taste his pre-orgasmic juices and wish I could taste his
cum. At almost the same instant, Steve's body shakes, and a loud
moan catapults from his lips. I'm taking his cum in my mouth.
Spurt after spurt of warm, creamy cum. It fills my throat and
makes it hard to swallow. He pulls his penis from my mouth and we
both smile.
More hugs and kisses. Steve promises me it won't be long before
I get my fucking. I kid him about old men needing a long time to
"recover". He laughs and swats my ass, telling me I'll get it
soon enough!
We embrace like two spoons in a drawer, both on our sides, his
chest against my back. I can feel his now-soft dick resting
against my buns. We sleep.
For about an hour we rested. I awoke feeling Steve's hardness
between me ass cheeks. "Fuck me," I whisper.
Steve pushes me onto my tummy and gently covers my body with
his. I feel his man-cock pressing into my hole.
He pushed forward and I yelp.
He stops and kisses the back of my neck and reaches under me to
play with my still-hard dick.
Again a forward push. Ohhhhhhh. More and more of him is in me.
Little by little, he moves forward into my butt. His cock fills
me with erotic passion. My cock is dripping and my ass feels
stretched as it never has before.
Once he's all the way in, he pulls out.
"Don't leave," I say. Then I feel him moving back in. Fuck me,
man.
And he does. Steve moves in and out of my ass, slowly then fast.
Slow, then fast. He plays with my cock as he fucks, and I cum.
Like never before. Cum all over.
Steve's fucking continues. Steve's fucking his neighbor boy.
Neighbor boy is in heaven. Faster and faster he plunges into my
hole.
I wonder if this is how his wife must feel as my man's penis
invades my body. What a lucky woman to have this man to fuck her.
I feel his body tense up and another load moan and a series of
quick jerks tells me he's found heaven, too. He collapses on top
of me and let's his prick grow soft in my hole.
He slips his spent penis from my rectum and again we taste a
deep and prolonged kiss.
It's just Saturday afternoon. The whole night remains. Steve is
teaching me well.
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